The robbers proceeded singly, and kept on the grass skirting the road, so that no noise was made by their horses' feet. Spurlock was invariably at the high desk in the early morning, poring over ledgers, and giving the beach and the stores an occasional glance. “You know of no one likely to have had a grudge against this man?” he asked. Lord knew why he had any interest in an impertinent girl who would certainly have spit him with that dagger! He reached into his pocket and brought it out, examining it in the increasing light as he slowly made his way back up the terrace. She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. It is to take place to-night. org. I am Lucilla Froxfield, you must know.
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